[He goes totally still, mouth partly open, remembering the feel of those words on his own tongue. Were you? Of course I was.

Of course he was. Is it okay, to feel like that about this--about her? Like he's an of course? Prompto breathes out and nods.]

Yeah.

[He folds his arms and puts his chin down on them, frowning at the ground.]

It's your house. You should feel safe there, not like... Like it isn't your place. So if that guy makes you feel that way...

[Don't growl, you don't even know the guy. Chill. Down, boy.]

Well, he shouldn't. That's all. And if he does, you have a place with us now, too.